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The Alpha’s hands then landed on his thighs.
“Who’s going to take care of you, Harry?” Tom murmured. “You went and got yourself drunk. You made yourself witless. You always put yourself in danger, but I take care of you.” Tom then helped Harry out of his trousers.
He stared at him purposefully. “You’d be a wreck without me, mother.”
Harry slowly tilted his head.
Mother?
Or: Harry Potter gets so drunk that he forgets that Tom Riddle is his son. He forgets that he travelled back in time to raise him.
He has no qualms about touching the sleeping teenager; after all, Harry is certain that he's asleep too. He's merely dreaming of touching the Slytherin.
And Tom would be remiss to waste such an invaluable opportunity.
